Jamie breaks in, with a grave expression on his face;
"You know, you don't feel flying here (taps his fuzzy round forehead with his grubby, peanut-butter smeared index finger), you feel it here (pats his chest with his chubby hand)"
I am proud to say that I did not crack my serious-conversation-mom-face, or miss a beat. Long years of practice...

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